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so isolated and alone, tucked away in the corner at the end of the road as if forgotten and unwelcomed.
    According to public records Sheila Height, the only female full-blood to succumb to the itching virus, lived alone in this place. Her file painted a picture of an older, unemployed, female wolf, quite unsociable, who kept to herself and rarely participated in pack business. The house mirrored the profile of its owner.
    In his youth, Damian had lived in a sterile cube in the Liege's lab carefully designed to rob a young boy's dreams of life beyond the ten foot walls. The aura of this place repulsed him, reminding him of those days.
    " Check out the back, the woods, " he told Raoul as he stepped out, closing the SUV door behind him. For once Raoul didn't make a smart remark or add his two bits before heading to the back.
    Inhaling, Damian confirmed his suspicions that the place was empty. He strode to the porch, avoiding loose boards on the step and twisted the knob. The door opened without complaint, a musty smell with a hint of something tart, tickled his nose. Moving inside the dim uninviting room, his gaze swept across old, well-used furniture. No TV, radio, telephone, nothing to suggest Height lived in the new century.
    A bedroom, bath, living and kitchen area made up the house, with a single entrance, which surprised him. Full-bloods were trained to always have more than one avenue of escape. Suspicious, he tapped every wall and stomped on the floor seeking a secret retreat and found nothing.
    He was about to leave when he spied a round, pale gray button on the floor hedged against the wall with spatters of red on its edges. Moving closer, Damian pulled out a pair of latex gloves and his small inspection kit from his pocket. Gloves on, he removed a pair of tweezers from the kit and picked up the button so he could see it better. Inhaling, he identified the unmistakable scent of blood.
    But whose blood? He closed his eyes and inhaled again. Following the faint scent his feet crossed the hardwood floors into the living room and out the door. Crisp dead leaves and small twigs snapped beneath his feet as his beast locked in on its prey and continued deeper into the woods until he stopped.
    " What's going on? " Raoul asked, standing behind him.
    Damian showed him the button while staring at the ground. "A button? What's on it?"
    "Blood. The scent stops here. Look around, see what you find. " Damian dropped to his knee and brushed away the leaves covering the ground. Taking a scoop of dirt in his hand, he sniffed. The blood on the button spilled on this dirt as well. What was the connection?
    "Check this out."
    Damian stood and headed to Raoul. "What?"
    "A metal plate. There's no handle or latch, could belong to the city or something, huh?"
    "Could be, the water table's too low for anything below ground out here, " Damian said, pulling out his phone and snapping a picture to research later.
    "Yeah, I was thinking that. " Raoul stood and continued looking around.
    Damian sniffed the dirt again to detect anything other than the blood and found nothing, which surprised him. Every person had a scent.
    " I don't smell anything," Raoul said, meeting Damian near the metal plate.
    "Okay, check out the house in case I missed something and then we'll go to the next person on the list."
    Raoul saluted as he walked off toward the house.
    "Hey!"
    Hearing Raoul's yell, Damian ran to the house. Raoul walked the length of the short porch, nose in the air. "She was here. "
    Damian picked up the scent of the female from the hospital and looked around. The scent went in circles, which made no sense. " Yeah, think she's following us?"
    Raoul stopped and stared at Damian. " Why would she do that? Do you know her?"
    "No, just by scent. Never met her or seen her face. But her being in the same area and disappearing twice in the same day is too much a coincidence and I don't believe in those."
    Raoul nodded as he inhaled deeply. " Smells good